It is that time of the month again, when the IWSG meet, thanks to our fine host Alex J. Cavanaugh (He's like Michael J. Fox with the mystery J isn't he? Or perhaps it isn't a mystery to anybody but me. Anyway.). Check out the list of blogs participating here. With many thanks to Alex for running this and setting this up - I don't know about anybody else but it's good to have a monthly opportunity to feel free to let ones insecurities loose.
This month, I had to dig out some old photos for a friend. Among those was a photo from my university days (which are *cough* a few years ago now....). One photo was from a party. I remember at this party feeling out of sorts - you know, when your hair's too frizzy to do what you want and there's a spot on your chin and you try and flirt with a guy and feel just awkward doing it and generally all those insecurities of 'I suck' rise to the fore.
In the photo: I am grinning away with my arms slung around my friends, my hair looking GREAT if I say so myself with not a spot in sight. In fact, I remember now I DID score a date with the guy in question (not that it went anywhere).
How weird, I thought to myself that my memories from the time are so at odds with the photo, as I look back at it. My insecurities at the time were all entirely in my head. I can only see that now, with time and being older and wiser I guess.
I'm not sure what the purpose of this story was. I guess to say: those insecurities might not be founded. Time will likely work it out.
Ever had a similar revelation upon seeing a photo?